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Chapter 1311

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East longitude 4.786, North latitude 2.883.

Off the coast of Guinea.

Sixty meters under the sea.

From the surface of the sea, there was nothing unusual about the deep sea. There were only layers of waves that were constantly crashing.

If one looked up from the sea sixty meters below, they would find that under the dim light of dawn, there was a huge black shadow quickly passing by.

The shadow was streamlined, and the noise it made when it passed by the dark sea was almost integrated with the noise of the sea itself.

This was an attack submarine that represented one of the most advanced technologies in the shipbuilding industry. From the moment it was born, it was the ghost of the seabed and was famous for its prowess.

Dozens of seconds later, when the black shadow disappeared under the light, there was a shadow that was faster but abnormally small. It quickly followed the bubble traces left behind by the former and chased after it.

There was even a burning red light trailing behind its tail.

Inside the Virginia-class attack nuclear submarine, more than seventy crew members were performing their duties, fully focused on the upcoming combat mission.

There were less than twenty of these state-of-the-art attack submarines in their entire navy. Each one of them was an invaluable treasure.

Unparalleled diving ability and unparalleled strike ability.

In addition to being equipped with twelve vertical cruise missile launchers, their submarine was also equipped with four multi-purpose torpedo launchers on both sides of the front of the command console. Whether it was on land or sea, it was top-notch.

In a few hours, they would be able to converge with other ships to form a joint strike formation. Then, they would launch all their cruise missiles at once and enjoy the feeling of being covered by a wave of firepower.

The submarine commander, Brindle, was looking forward to what kind of reward he would receive from the headquarters after the mission was completed. Suddenly, he received a report from the crew in the wheel compartment that there might be a leak in the equipment connection compartment above the rear of the submarine.

The equipment connection compartment was a place that connected small special infiltration submarines and frogmen to enter and exit underwater.

The technology of a large submarine carrying a small submarine was unique in the world. They were especially advanced and proud of it.

But this time, they did not carry a small special submarine on the mission. The equipment compartment should also be in a sealed state.

Submarines were not like surface ships.

Even if a surface ship leaked into a fountain, it could still be dealt with calmly.

It was fine if the submarine did not leak, but once it leaked, it would be like walking on a tightrope over a cliff. The slightest carelessness would cause it to fall into the abyss.

"What do you mean by 'might'?" The good mood was ruined, and the submarine commander reprimanded loudly, "Repair immediately. If it is confirmed that there is a leak, you can activate the emergency response plan without the approval of the command station."

The crew on duty in the wheel cabin hurriedly jogged and got into the connection cabin near the tail of the submarine.

The sea-connecting valve and the outer hatch cover were closed, but the inner isolation hatch was not closed.

Before the guard on duty entered the isolation hatch, he heard a loud noise coming from inside. When he hurriedly stepped through the isolation door and saw the source of the noise, his legs went soft and he sat on the ground.

What did he see?

He saw a saber emitting blazing red light extending from the edge of the thick Tonghai Valve not far away.

The saber seemed to be vibrating at an extremely high frequency, cutting …

The edge of the Sea Connecting Valve had been cut into a cut more than ten centimeters long. Under the strong pressure, the seawater in the cut directly turned into a water arrow.

It had only been thirty seconds since the sensor had sounded the alarm and he had rushed to the connection cabin to check the situation. How did it become like this?

The guard's mind went blank. He was so terrified that he started to howl subconsciously. As he howled, he crawled out.



The pressure shell was too thick, and there was an even thicker layer of silencer tiles outside the pressure shell.

The saber-toothed tiger that followed the coordinates first cut open the thick silencer tiles before it could attack the pressure shell hidden inside.

However, submarines were more than a hundred times weaker than cruisers, and the Virginia-class submarines were single-layer pressure shells.

As long as its location could be tracked in the vast ocean, the submarine would be a piece of fat meat on the chopping board, at the mercy of others.

The howl of the guard on duty was louder than the power system of the submarine. Many people on the boat were frightened by the howl. They didn't even notice the highest-level leak alarm flashing silently above their heads.

By the time the other crew members rushed to the equipment connection cabin, a circular cut with a diameter of more than one meter had already been cut into the edge of the sea-connecting valve. Seawater poured in crazily through the cut, drowning the connection cabin and pouring out of the cabin through the isolation door half a meter high from the deck.

The isolation door was tightly closed.

Emergency full speed up.

Weapons were distributed to all members.

Emergency replenishment of seawater in the torpedo tubes.

Active sonar was activated …

A moment later, a huge white wave suddenly exploded on the originally calm sea.

The attack submarine jumped out of the water like a dragon and smashed into the sea.

The thrusters had stopped working, and the huge streamlined submarine cruised forward for a few nautical miles before slowly stopping on the surface of the sea. The sea returned to peace, but the interior of the submarine was in an uproar.

The thick sealed door could not withstand the cutting of the fission knife. In less than two minutes, the isolation door was completely cut off.

If the submarine had not urgently floated up at this moment, the seawater that surged in would have completely destroyed it.

Seeing the silver-white saber-toothed tiger, a few crew members boldly fired a few shots with their pistols before running away with a howl.

They turned on the long-wave communication, but the long-wave communication was filled with the sound of static.

Ejecting the emergency communication buoy was still useless.

Of course …

Due to its size, the saber-toothed tiger only carried a small electromagnetic generator. It could destroy electronic equipment within a range of more than ten meters, but it could not interfere with the emergency communication buoys that were ejected.

Therefore, the ones responsible for providing electromagnetic interference this time were two bionic unmanned reconnaissance drones.

All means of communication failed. The submarine commander, Brindle, was stunned, and so were the more than seventy crew members.

They felt that a moment ago, they were still carrying out the mission in an orderly manner. The next moment, a metal monster that only existed in science fiction movies had crawled in, and it had become a matter of life and death for both the people and the boat.

In their confusion, the response that these crew members could do was limited.

The interior of the submarine was not equipped with heavy firepower at all. Pistols were ineffective, and assault rifles were also ineffective. Instead, two of their own people were injured by the rebounding stray bullets. They could only watch as the metal monster kept cutting.

The saber-toothed tiger had no intention of fighting back at all.

After it got into the interior of the submarine, it turned on the indiscriminate destruction mode, trying to sink the submarine in the shortest time possible so that the crew members could abandon the boat and escape.

The isolation doors were cut open one by one, followed by the pressure hull of the submarine.

Starting from the sailor cabin at the rear, the saber-toothed tiger's fission knife had never been exposed to the air. The cuts extended all the way to the command console at the front.

This sea area was only a few hundred meters deep. Theoretically, the submarine could still be salvaged if it sank.

Since there was plenty of time, the saber-toothed tiger might as well completely destroy the pressure hull structure of the submarine. Even if it was salvaged in the future, it could only be scrapped.

More than twenty minutes later, the submarine commander, Brindle, and the rest of the crew sat in the inflatable lifeboat that was ejected urgently. They looked at the submarine that was slowly sinking into the sea with a confused expression.

Half an hour later.

The other saber-toothed tiger that destroyed the guided-missile destroyer successfully caught up with the other submarine. Once again, the crew looked at the sinking submarine with a confused expression.

At this moment.

Under the command of Commander Matticus, the joint strike fleet that gathered a guided-missile cruiser, two attack submarines, and two comprehensive supply ships was completely eliminated except for the supply ship.

There was no saturation of missiles and torpedoes like in Armageddon.

The guided-missile cruiser and submarine did not even fire a single missile. They did not even have a clear understanding of the other party's attack methods before they completely sank.

At six o 'clock in the evening, the two comprehensive supply ships arrived at the target sea area according to the predetermined route and time.

They also executed radio silence. However, the two comprehensive supply ships waited bitterly for a long time, but there was not even a single sampan.

They had no choice but to take the risk and call the Fifth Fleet's headquarters, requesting them to contact the other ships.

???

If it were not for the fact that the situation was too strange, the command center of the Fifth Fleet would have thought that the other three ships had collectively changed sides.

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